I’m by no means a clean freak or a germophobe. Having kids will remove any tendencies to that behavior.
In general, I’m not terribly concerned about super sanitary conditions. I eat raw cookie dough. At home, my five second rule stretches into hours. And washing my hands when I come in from working in the garden usually consists of a vigorous scrub under the water to remove most of the visible dirt, no soap involved. (Unless I’ve accidentally grabbed a slug, the slime of which seems to require paint thinner to remove.)
But sometimes there are situations that will turn even the hardiest of folk squeamish, like a public restroom at the county fairgrounds. In these cases, it’s nice to be able to clean up a little more thoroughly. And if you don’t have soap (or you don’t even want to touch the soap dispenser), having a good homemade hand sanitizer available could be a lifesaver. Literally.